Probably a weird request but domming Lucifer?
Dominating Lucifer NSFW
Thank you for the request! You got the best of both worlds, Elysse and I both wrote this!!
F! Reader
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“Lucifer, Let Me Have Control Next Time,”
You Mindlessly Say After A Good ‘Night’s Workout’
Lucifer Scoffs, Throwing The Blanket Over Your Naked Bodies
You’ve Been Bothering Him With Same Phrase For The Past Few Weeks
“You Can Try,” He Teased
He Knew You Could Never Overpower Him
You, Yourself Knew It Too,
How Your Knees Buck When He Whispers In Your Ear
The Shiver Running Down Your Spine When He Lifts Your Shirt To Expose Your Bare Chest
Yet, These Were The Same Things That Fuelled Your Desire To Dominate Him
Asking Never Seems To Do The Trick, Perhaps Being More Suggestive Would Work?
Lady Luck Must Have Been On Your Side,
Lucifer Finally Agreed After Hearing Some Of Your Suggestions
That Were Said In A Poorly Seductive Manner
Smiling sweetly at your lover’s naked form, your fingers graze his abdomen. His body tensed, abs clenching at your touch, unaware of your position due to the blindfold. Climbing over him, you run your fingers through his messy hair, pressing your chest against his bruised one. He exhaled as your harden nubs travelled to his face. Gripping his chin, you guided his mouth to your breast, humming as his tongue moisten your skin, sucking desperately. Placing your hand on his throat, you pushed his head back roughly, his mouth detaching from your breast. “Please,” he whispered, tugging against the restraints on his wrists. “Please, what?” you asked in a low tone, tightening your hold on his heavily marked neck. “Please, I want you to,” he paused, a faint blush tinting his cheek, causing you to smirk.
“I want you to touch me.” You scoffed at his vague response. Removing your hand from his neck, making it evident that you were planning to get off him. “N-No! Wait!” he begged, once more pulling on the ropes. “Please, I need you to touch me! I want your hands around my throat! I want you to fuck me, treat me like a toy!” he hoarsely yelled, the effects of his earlier punishment showing. You tilted your head, slowly beginning to grind your heat against his cock. “Greedy, aren’t we?” you teased, leaning down, placing gentle kisses on his jaw before hovering your mouth over his ear. He let out a quiet moan at your unusual softness.
“Unfortunately, I’m not satisfied with your pathetic excuse of begging,” you whispered, your hand reaching for the flogger.